Upon hearing what was on his mind, the elderly woman's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Oh, is this the girl you brought to us and asked for clothes? You didn't even let us talk to her. You kept her hidden. Is this the girl you have feelings for?"
Veronica's ears would drop from her head from the elderly woman's questions if it was possible. She lowered her head but was unable to eat food. She hung her head and waited quietly for Arthur's answer. Without her permission, her heart was going paranoid.
Arthur gave the elderly woman a bored look and answered, "Your imagination is running wild. I don't have feelings for any woman whatsoever."
The elder woman slapped his shoulder and said, "As if I would believe that. This is the first time I saw you protecting a girl like that. You even brought her to us. How many women did you bring to us? You brought her to us so that we can see her even for a glance, didn't you?"
